[Intro]
Yeah, you ever looked at a n***a, like, who was just poppin', poppin' shit and you just knew he was, knew that n***a was broke?
Broke ass n***a

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n***a keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya feelings

[Verse 1]
All of my n***as be wildin' (Wildin')
Stay with the cannon, the gang wildin' out
N***a don't talk about stylin'
I stay with the drip, put it all in her mouth
New coupe, it came with twin turbo
Sendin' 'em bullets like Tony Romo
Put that bitch on the syrup, it's slow-mo
Pullin' off with the gang in a four door (Skrt)
Check, check, check, check, check, check, check it out, uh
I'm with the static like radio, why do your pistol shoot vertical?
[Interlude]
Man, you n***as ain't shootin' at nobody man
You n***as shootin' in air man
All these n***as do is flodge, flake, and beef through texts
Man these n***as is hoes
N***as ain't gettin' no goddamn money man
And thas cap, these n***as ain't, these n***as ain't gettin' no fuckin' money

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n***a keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya' feelings
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya' feelings

[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm tryna fuck a new bitch
I'm tryna make a new flip, hittin' home runs like Chip, huh
Yeah, fuck with a n***a (Fuck it)
Fuck with my money, we might have to cut us a n***a
Ain't no debatin' with none of y'all n***as
22 diamonds, that shine in the picture
Menthol, shorty blow dick like Newport (Newport)
Hundred thousand dollars in the Jansport (Jansport)
Stackin' money tall, make a camp fort
Fuck it
[Interlude]
Man, man you know the world would be a lot more truthful if you had to pay a lie man
These n***as be lyin' out they ass man
Just talkin' for no reason
Cappin' this, cappin' that, I don't understand that, you never capped on nothin'
I'm the youngest n***a, I mean everything I say, I do what I say you feel me?

[Chorus]
Thas cap, talkin' online you get papped
My young n***a keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin' up in the trap
I'm finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya' feelings
Bitch I ain't rentin', I hop in a Bentley, it ain't got no ceilin'
You mad? Fuck ya' feelings

[Outro]
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah, skrt